Chapter 160: Tang Zeshan Has Truly Gone Mad
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Nevertheless, Daoist Master Sanyi still showed him sufficient respect, allowing him to deal with the traitor within his own sect. In doing so, he had already accepted a great favor.
The two of them left the imperial palace. Yu Jiuer felt somewhat uneasy, racking her brain for a way to persuade Jun Mo to let her go to the Miao frontier.
After only a few exchanges, the formidable man who had risen to prominence within the All-Nature Sect through his iron fists and steel wrists suffered the most brutal defeat of his life.
Everyone thought Jiang Yan was pursuing her, but only she knew the truth: whenever she moved even a little closer to him, Jiang Yan would warn her with that terrifying gaze, filled with utter loathing.
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The underling snorted and withdrew. Hu Jia gazed into the distance and saw the sun sinking in the west. Estimating the time, he slowly closed his eyes.
“Good. I am glad you understand!” the King of the Miao Frontier said, unable to resist reaching out. His demonic hand covered the Eighth Princess’s delicate, boneless palm resting on the table.
After speaking, he raised his head and followed Sikong Chongli’s gaze. Ahead of them, in the spot where Xiao Tingyu had knelt moments earlier, lay a patch of pale-yellow liquid. Against the dignified, splendid hall, it was especially conspicuous.
At daybreak, Huai Yu rose and began preparing to pack. When she opened the door, she saw someone in the wilderness not far away, swinging a hoe with the diligence of a hired laborer.
He did not mention himself, and she had no idea whether he had argued fiercely on her behalf in the courtroom or merely echoed every word of the prefect under pressure from his authority.
Yi Zhengqi listened in silence. He knew that if the report concerned only three thousand beast soldiers, it could never have reached him. A single beast-soldier detachment sent out to requisition provisions numbered more than three thousand men.
The thin stack of resumes in her hands nevertheless felt unbearably heavy. Even after she placed them on the desk, the weight in her heart did not lessen; instead, it grew heavier.
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Wei Wuji put away the painting, retreated more than thirty yards, and stood on guard. Seeing the cave-dwelling’s gates wide open, the phantom of the lame old man did not hesitate for even an instant before darting inside.
He ran his hand over the surface, but could feel not the slightest mark. Li Feiyan had said that he had engraved the secret onto the hairpin, yet concealed the writing. There was not even a trace on the pin now. If his words were true, then the blood of one of his descendants would have to be smeared across it before the characters could appear.
“Grandfather! I sensed Big Brother’s aura from this man!” The boy let out a slight breath, while Dark Fox’s gaze remained fixed on Sicheng, who had already gone far away.
Cao Cao had not trusted Zhang Xiu very much before, but now that life and death hung in the balance, he could no longer afford to be particular. He had no choice but to employ Zhang Xiu and use his Xiliang cavalry to raid Tao Shang’s supply route.
The earth-shaking upheaval in the rear also plunged the army fighting on the front lines into difficulty.
Everyone wore an uneasy expression. It was true that the common people of Stonebridge Province had fled long ago. Yet the region still contained cities, rice paddies, farms, towns, and countless famous historical sites, not to mention the refugees hidden deep in the mountains. What would the consequences be? How far would things go? Who could possibly know?
Ye Guyun finally took a step toward the area beneath the wedding platform, leaving the last ray of starlight for Ling Yun on the opposite side of the rooftop.
“Fatty, you did not hear wrong. Those screams are real.” Wei Wuji sped toward the source of the sound.
Tang Feng opened his eyes and saw that it was exactly as described: Kang Yuan stood beside Miao Xue’er, eyeing the old man opposite him with a teasing expression.
Miao Xue’er’s Calamity Poison Physique had been countered by Zeng Qi using dust, causing its power to drop sharply. Miao Xue’er immediately fell into a passive position. With her cultivation only at the first stage of Void Refinement, she was hard-pressed to defend herself, and on several occasions she nearly fell victim to Zeng Qi’s attacks.
“What can I do to you? Nothing more than kill you...” Tang Feng applied a little force with his five fingers, gripping Xu Chao’s neck tightly. Xu Chao immediately found it difficult to breathe.
These soldiers dressed as civilians were not particularly strong, each of them thin as a black bamboo pole. Yet they clung on like mad dogs, refusing to let go. You never knew when they might dart out and bite you. An enemy hidden in the shadows was the most frightening of all. If this continued, they would eventually be worn down.
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No matter how frenzied the demons became or how terrified the martial cultivators were, the ancient stele continued to rise from the earth inch by inch. Patterns intertwined across its surface, radiating boundless light. It grew ever more brilliant, bathing the entire stele in magnificent colors.
“What did you do to provoke such outrage? They even sent armed helicopters after you.” The God of Death raised his head and asked curiously.
“Boss, please, no! I beg you, do not fire me!” Once the manager realized that the middle-aged man truly intended to dismiss him, he immediately began pleading. The conditions at this restaurant were excellent. If he were fired, he had no confidence that he could find another job with benefits as good. He did not want to lose his position and begged the middle-aged man to change his mind.
If Wang Yue could improve his technical execution and combine it with his awareness and instincts, he would certainly be able to defeat the Three Heavenly Kings.
Because Qin Yan intended to draw a foul, his body remained motionless. When he saw Carter pull back instead of colliding with him, he knew things were about to go wrong. Unfortunately, he had locked himself in place; by the time he tried to lunge forward, it was already too late. All he could do was watch helplessly as Carter rose for the mid-range shot.
Although Feng Hanxiao joked aloud and appeared quite cheerful, Tang Feng saw a deep sorrow in his eyes.
Suddenly remembering something, he reached toward his waist, only to find it empty. His heart jolted. He hurriedly stood up and felt around his waist with both hands, but still found nothing.
Releasing the Demon Ancestor would not merely be the most absurd thing in the world; she also did not want anything to happen to Ye Xin.
Although Jiang Cheng had already given her his promise, Miao Yu was still overwhelmed with excitement when she received confirmation once more.
In those days, our ancestor left behind a family injunction forbidding any of us from seeking Lord Han on our own. Only Lord Han himself could come to Qingsi County, explain everything in person, and personally impart the teachings. Otherwise, we would be violating the ancestral injunction and cast out of the family.
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